"What are you smacking your lips for?" Luna heard Allen's voice and asked without turning her head.
"Eating fresh cheeks ice cream …" Allen withdrew his consciousness and licked his lips to recall the taste.
"Bring some back for me when you come back." Luna flipped herself over a little carelessly. Then she felt uncomfortable because her back was arched against Allen's leg, so she kicked her legs to move towards the armrest.
Then, Luna let the ugly diamond-shaped stone float quietly between the two of them. The Resurrection Stone's grayish-white engraving of the Sacred of Death faintly glowed under the starlight in the room.
"Among the three sacred relics of the God of Death, I have completed the preliminary study of the Resurrection Stone. Through this, I have also learned a little about the power of the God of Death …" Luna's fair and slender fingers gently pointed in the air, and Allen's staff that was leaning on the corner of the room floated into her hand.
Luna, who was nestled on the sofa, pressed her hand on the crystal ball at the bottom of Allen's staff. The remaining souls in the crystal ball rushed out of the demon skull at the top of the staff, circled around the Resurrection Stone, and turned into pure soul energy that was absorbed into her mouth and nostrils.
As the last trace of soul energy in the crystal ball was absorbed by Luna, the crystal ball became transparent again, and Luna floated in mid-air under the cosmic nebula above her head.
At this time, the stars at the top of the room began to rotate rapidly, and Luna's light blonde hair fluttered without wind. When she opened her eyes again, they were no longer empty and careless, as if they could never be focused. Instead, they were as sharp as an arrow in a full moon night. Moreover, they were faintly glowing, as if countless stars were hidden in them.
Her light gray eyes looked down, and the pupils that shone with the light of omnipotence and omniscience attracted Allen's attention. Luna's familiar dazed voice sounded ethereal and irrefutable in such a situation. "Allen, I need faith."
"Have you recovered your fake god identity?" Allen reached out to grab one of Luna's legs and pulled her back. Back in the land of despair behind the black curtains of the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mystical Affairs, Luna had used up all her divine power to save him and send him back a thousand years in the past. Now that he saw that Luna had used the Lifestone to recover part of her power, he was eager to know how she was doing.
"That's why I need faith. In this day and age, I can't rely on my old tricks of pretending to be two goddesses and playing curses and rescuing. These kinds of deceit, intimidation, and seduction won't work much anymore." Luna sat back on Allen and fiddled with the Lifestone in her hand. "The centaurs and a few non-humans in the Forbidden Forest still believe in me, but there are too few of them. It's too slow to rely on this method to accumulate faith."
At this moment, the Imprint of Omniscience on Allen's arm heated up. Allen's unusually pale but well-defined fingers pressed on the imprint. Lucius's weak and urgent voice sounded. "Mr. Allen Harris, the Dark Lord intends to hire demons to assassinate you."
Just as Allen and Luna's topic turned to Lord Voldemort and demons, in the sky above the Hogwarts Castle, some Dementors floated towards the tall castle. They reached out their rotten hands and swooped down like a whirlpool, crashing into the castle's protective shield. A blue light flashed as they crashed into the academy's protective shield, and the Dementors were forced to scatter.
"Guardian Deities." The Guardian Deities emitted a silver glow and flew towards the Dementors in the air. The Dementors in the air turned around and slid away as soon as they touched the Guardian Deities.
"Just a few scattered Dementors." Seeing that all the Dementors had retreated, an Aura who was guarding the academy put his wand back into his waist and shrugged. "I thought they were Death Eaters. If that's the case, the reward is enough for us to squander in Hogsmeade for a week."
"The behavior of these Dementors is really strange. After they stopped obeying the orders of the Ministry of Magic, they haven't clashed with us …" The leader of the Aura stroked his beard. "Things are a little strange. Everyone, stay alert."
In the castle of Hogwarts, Emily also felt that Pency's behavior was unusual. Since this semester, Pency's arrogant and domineering attitude had become gloomy and moody. Her expressionless face made the little wizards in Slytherin keep quiet. She had always followed Draco Malfoy's lead, but this semester, she did not choose her brother Allen's course with Draco. She also reduced the time she spent with Draco and always liked to be mysterious alone …
And now, Pency quietly left the common room alone. Before she left, she turned her head to see if anyone was looking at her. Emily, who noticed her unusual behavior, used the Phantom Spell to follow her. The two quickly went from the basement to the empty corridor on the eighth floor of the castle.
Pency stopped at the end of the corridor in front of a tapestry of a monster beating Barnabas silly. After a while, a door suddenly appeared in front of them. Emily, who was behind Pency, quickly went in before the door closed. What appeared in front of Emily was a huge storage room. The many tall shelves were made up of thousands of things hidden by the students of Hogwarts.
Pency's footsteps echoed among the tall shelves. Emily's eyes swept across the bottles, hats, boxes, books, weapons and other things on the shelves. Pency finally stopped in front of a huge black wooden cabinet. The cabinet looked quite old. Its surface had been corroded and blistered, as if it had been splashed with strong acid. Large patches of faded color made the cabinet look like brown mottled with black from afar. The edges and corners of the cabinet were well protected by finely carved silver metal, but the cabinet board was cracked.
Pency opened the creaking cabinet door. Emily quietly moved her feet to avoid bumping into the debris under her feet. But when she approached, Pency had already closed the cabinet door.
"Remove your weapon." Just as Pency stood up and turned to leave, a clear child's voice rang out. Pency was hit by a strong force. Her wand was thrown out, hit the wall, and rolled down. Emily dispelled the Illusory Body Spell and revealed herself.
"Emily! Why are you … "Pency exclaimed.
Emily clenched her wand and pointed at Pency. "What's wrong with you recently? Why did you come here alone? "
Pency pursed her lips and frowned. She did not say a word.
Seeing that Pency was unwilling to reveal her purpose, Emily pointed her wand at her and went to the cabinet where Pency was standing. She pulled open the cabinet door and saw a cage hidden inside. The thing in the cage was long dead. Judging from the skeleton, it had five legs.
"Is it related to this cabinet?" Emily really couldn't see anything special about the things in the cabinet that was worth paying attention to, so she continued to ask.
Pency's face was gloomy. She remained silent.
Emily saw that Pency seemed to have made up her mind not to answer, so she changed the question. "Is what you're doing here related to Family Harris?"
Faced with Emily's continuous questioning, Pency suddenly exploded. She shouted righteously, "It's to prevent Family Harris from being involved in this matter! That's why I'm here! "
In Pency's eyes, Emily's gaze was unprecedentedly sharp. Pency knew that Emily was trying to determine if he was lying. He stared at Emily without blinking. Emily tilted her head and looked at him for a while. After a long time, she put down her wand. "If that's the case, I won't ask anymore. Pency, why don't we earn some pocket money?"
Pency's expression looked as if he had swallowed an egg. Emily's thoughts jumped too quickly. Pency was a little confused by the sudden change of topic. "What … earn pocket money?"
Emily put down her wand and returned to her usual obedient self. She took a few steps towards a shelf, stood on her tiptoes, and reached for a thick black gilded grimoire. She flipped through it casually. "We can give these books and notes containing magical knowledge to Allen. He'll definitely like them."
Emily casually wandered to the left and right. Then, she rummaged through a small round table filled with miscellaneous items. She picked up a pair of exquisitely crafted silver emerald earrings and gently wiped the dust off them. A sweet smile appeared on her face. "As for these that we like, we'll take them home ourselves."
Pency finally understood Emily's intention. However, he was still shocked by her boldness. There were actually quite a number of young wizards who had entered the Room of Everything, but he had never heard of anyone who had the idea of keeping these things for their own benefit.
After picking out the books and magical items, Emily put them into the small waist pouch that she always carried with her and cast a Traceless Stretch Spell on it. She seriously gestured at the miscellaneous items around her. Then, she pulled out a few bottles of Sherry wine that someone had hidden here and waved them in front of Pency. "The purpose of your plan is to keep your whereabouts a secret. In order to complete your plan, you must need money. We can use these ordinary things to exchange for gold coins."
"… Is this considered stealing …" Pency had not recovered from the shock and asked blankly.
"We just don't want to waste … Pency, you know, the pocket money my brother gave me is not enough for a child to finish spending … I'm not short of gold coins, but this is quite exciting, isn't it?" Emily blinked her big eyes, her small fan-like eyelashes fluttering gently. "Besides, even if we don't do it, someone will do it in the future. I don't understand at all why many poor students in the history of Hogwarts who had to rely on the school's self-help to be able to attend school here did not want to earn money after discovering this Room of Everything. Instead, they would rather use those second-hand grimoires. Some would even commit crimes for gold coins …"
"Emily, please don't sell that cabinet …"
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